[Even knowing that this conversation was inevitable didn't make it any easier on Lupin when he approached Aria--no, Syre late that night. She was so curious, yet so affectionate...but he remembered the crackling fire that was Fujiko, and remembered Syre's determination from the battlefield that overtook the farm. 'Aria' wasn't the same woman that 'Syre' was, and the similarities to Fujiko during her amnesiac period haunted him. The fact that the Malnosso was to blame for this added further kindling to the fire. Though he was starting to understand their reasons, there was nothing mild or delicate in erasing a lifetime's worth of memories.
He slipped into the apartment on quiet feet and found her, only noticing for the first time just how similar to Fujiko she was on a physical level. Wavy brown hair, sharp dark eyes...
Clearly, even with all of his memories erased, there was a specific type of woman that Lupin gravitated toward.
He padded across the room and chastely kissed her hand by way of greeting. He dreaded the conversation that was bound to follow.]
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He slipped into the apartment on quiet feet and found her, only noticing for the first time just how similar to Fujiko she was on a physical level. Wavy brown hair, sharp dark eyes...
Clearly, even with all of his memories erased, there was a specific type of woman that Lupin gravitated toward.
He padded across the room and chastely kissed her hand by way of greeting. He dreaded the conversation that was bound to follow.]